Sunday 15 November 2015

247. OS 13 Laad Governor and Afghan Jalebi (Parts 13-14)



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“I thought I was dreaming when I first saw you," he said.

 “How did you know it was me?” she asked. “I could have been anybody. A thief even.”

He smiled wearily. “I don’t know many thieves who would look at me with anxious eyes and then cry because I was sick,” he mumbled.

Is it possible for love to bloom, sight unseen? Juhi and Abhay are strangers who know each other better than they know themselves. One night changes the equation and the even tenor of their lives and puts all their doubts and fears to rest.


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"I love the way you love, Meenu," he whispered, his eyes on hers. "Such loyalty, such passion..."

Meenakshi Sharma, an orphan, lives in Varanasi with her uncle, a chronic bachelor who wants her to become a professional musician. She unwillingly relocates to Delhi to study under a renowned musician for eight months. Staying for rent in the outhouse of the Agrawals, she meets Aditya Agrawal, an attractive young man brooding over the memories of his horrendous past. Pulled between her uncle's expectations of her and Aditya's love for her, Meenakshi struggles with her feelings. How can she disappoint her uncle who had devoted his entire life to her upbringing? How can she pretend to be blind to Aditya's feelings for her? A romance that moves between the alleys of the holy city of Varanasi and the modern city of Delhi.

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Dedicated to Supriya Sahasrabuddhe (Sups/ aniyathi). She wanted Mami and Payal to plot to bring A-K together. So here goes,





Part 13




NK jumped up and helped Khushi stand up.



“Sorry, Khushiji,” he said, pulling his ear.


“It was my fault, Nanheji,” Khushi admitted.


The Raizada ladies stared at the soft expression on ASR’s face and the hint of a smile on his lips with wonder.


“Chotey?” Anjali managed to call.


He blinked, turned and walked away to his room.


Anjali looked at mami and nani and quickly made her way after him.


She peeked into his room.


He was sitting on the recliner, staring at the laptop screen.


“Chotey,” she called.


He looked up, his face as closed as usual.


Anjali wanted to hit him. Why couldn’t he be like Akash and babble about the state of his heart to all and sundry? Here she needed a shaman or a dervish to divine what was going through her Chotey’s big head. “I—I just came to remind you that tomorrow is Rakshabandhan. Come down for aarti in the morning,” she requested.


He nodded.


She made to turn away, but stopped at the small “Di.” from Chotey. She turned to look at him with hopeful eyes.




His eyes were on the laptop, but he said softly, “I want us to leave for TBZ at four.”


Anjali blinked.




“It is Payal’s first Rakshabandhan. I need to get her something. And we must send gifts to the Guptas,” ASR said, his voice low.


Anjali couldn’t find the words to convey her shock or her happiness.


“Buy whatever you want,” ASR said in a casual manner.


“Yes, Chotey,” Anjali said. “You will be joining us, won’t you?” she asked hopefully.


“Yes,” he said. “NK and I will drive.”


Her face lit up in a huge smile. She looked up with folded hands to thank Devi Maiyya before leaving him to stare at his laptop.


Anjali made her way to the living room to give everyone the glad news.


“Nani, Chotey is taking us to the Zaveri showroom. We have to leave at four,” Anjali said, almost shivering in excitement.


“Really?” nani couldn’t believe her ears.


“Saasumma, I am going to phall,” mami clutched her heart and sank into a chair.


Payal and Khushi smiled at their excitement.


Anjali said, “Payalji, Khushiji, we are going to buy jewellery,” she said, her eyes shining.


“Diamonds, rubies, pearls,” mami almost panted. “Hum heavy necklace leibe,” she informed them.


Nani shook her head in exasperation. “Manorama, buy for your bahu. You are old enough to be a grandmother,” she said.


“Nahiiii,” mami squealed. “Don’t call Manorama Raijjada old, saasumma. Old honge hamare dussman.” She quickly pulled out her tiny mirror and checked her appearance.


All hid their smiles.




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ASR held the door open.


Anjali made to enter the car and he supported her arm and helped her in.


Payal got in with a grateful smile to her jetji. He nodded.


 Then it was Khushi’s turn.


ASR looked at her beautiful form clothed in a soft pink anarkali. She was fully covered except for her face, her neck and her arms, but the little skin he could see was enough to make him drool. He shook his head to clear it. She had a kick that no alcohol in the world could beat, he thought. She was a brew made just to bring him to his knees.


She slipped in to sit by Payal. ASR shut the door and moved to take the driver’s seat. Nani and mami were being driven by NK to the jewellers.





ASR looked at Khushi in the mirror. Her eyes met his for a second and then slid away. He watched the muscles of her throat struggle to swallow and the way in which nervous, pale fingers tried to rearrange the dupatta around her neck.


This attraction was not one-sided, he realised.


He had a name to give it—Lust. She, being inexperienced, didn’t.

He knew the ins and outs of lust while she knew nothing. Her ignorance was a blessing for him, he realised. Otherwise she would have figured out that he was attracted to her and then the games would start. She would try to play him for a fool, manipulate him, control him—but that would never work with him.

It never had.

Lust was something he could take or leave and over the years he had done more of leaving than taking.


He parked the car.


They waited for NK, mami and nani, Khushi taking care to stand away from the Laad Governor and to keep her eyes from straying in his direction even though she could feel his eyes on her.






Soon NK, nani and mami joined them.


They walked into a paradise for jewellery lovers. Khushi stared at the displays, her eyes wide. Each piece was crafted with care and diamonds and other precious stones vied to catch the attention of buyers.


ASR whispered in Anjali’s ear, “Buy Payal—and her sister whatever they want.”


Anjali nodded, laughter and joy dancing in her eyes.


ASR took a seat and began checking his phone for messages from work, one eye on the phone and the other on Khushi.





Khushi stood quietly watching the others look at jewellery sets, not selecting anything for herself.


Nani held out a set of pearl and gold earrings, necklace and bangles.


“Khussi bitiya, will you wear them and show me how they look?” nani asked.


“Ji,” Khushi smiled. She quickly slipped off her inexpensive bead and metal earrings and tried on the pearl earrings. Nani helped her fasten the necklace and she wore the bangles and posed for nani.


“Beautiful,” nani said.


“Very,” NK said. “Khushiji, I think you should marry a jeweller.”


Nani and Khushi frowned.





ASR clenched his jaw and fists.


“Then you can wear such pieces everyday,” said NK, his logic perfect.


All laughed.


ASR rolled his eyes.


Khushi removed the pearls with nani’s help. Then it was Anjali’s turn. “Khushiji, please try this set. Let me see how it looks on you.”


Khushi obliged. She wore the heavy diamond necklace, drops and bangles.


“They look so good on you, Khussi bitiya,” nani said, a smile on her face.




Khushi looked at herself in the mirror, only to see Laad Governor looking at her. His eyes were fixed on her, not on the jewels.


Her fingers trembled as she tried to remove the necklace.


Payal picked a ruby and emerald set. “Khushi, please wear this, will you? If it looks too heavy, then I don’t want to take it,” she said.


Khushi wore the colourful set. The egg-sized ruby pendant hung against her heart and the drops touched her shoulders. She looked in the mirror to see the Shaitan’s eyes on her again.






She shook.


“Kaa hua, Khussi bitiya?” nani asked. “Tabiyat to theek he na?”


“I am fine, naniji,” she whispered. She quickly removed the ornaments and placed them in their box.


ASR stood up and walked away, looking at the large number of customers thronging the shop. He needed a moment to himself, a minute to remind himself of the hundred reasons why he shouldn’t be attracted to Khushi, why his eyes shouldn’t be stuck to her, why his ears shouldn’t long to hear her laughter, why he shouldn’t be here.


He walked out of the shop to stand outside, breathing in a lungful of air.


Anjali turned her head to see him leaving.


“Chotey escaped,” she chuckled.


“I am joining him,” NK said as he ran away.


All smiled.





Once the ladies purchased all the jewellery they wanted, Anjali looked at Khushi and said, her eyes laughing, “Khushiji, will you come with me. I need to find Chotey. It is time to pay the bill.”


“Ji,” Khushi agreed, walking along with Anjali to the door.


“Hum bhi aavat he,” mami joined them. “Saasumma and Payaliya are sitting down, all tired, Hello Hi Bye Bye.”


“Yes, come with us, mami,” Anjali invited her. “You have very sharp eyes and can spot Chotey at a distance.”


“Hum Manorama Baand he, Anjali bitiya,” mami claimed as they neared the door.


Khushi pulled open the door and stood transfixed.


A tall, thin girl in a slinky dress was in Laad Governor’s arms, her arms tight around his neck.


Khushi tried hard to swallow, her mouth dry, her heart sore.


“Hein?” mami asked, being the first to find her voice. “Ee kaun he? Ee kaa ho raha he? Bhy is every girl lying on hamre Arnav bitwaa?”


“She is Lisa, his girlfriend,” Anjali whispered, her face white with shock.


Something died in Khushi. A tiny flame of hope that had refused to be extinguished even after seeing Laad Governor and Lavanya Kashyap spluttered and died.


ASR pushed Lisa away, trying hard to maintain a friendly expression.


“Bhat? Then Lavanya Kashyap? Who ijj she?” mami asked the question Khushi wanted to ask.


The girl spoke a few more sentences to ASR, sent him a flying kiss and walked away on spindly heels.


“Lisa was Chotey’s girlfriend before Lavanya. I thought she was in Mumbai,” Anjali murmured.


NK joined ASR, a water bottle in his hand.


“Nannav, who was that gorgeous creature hugging you?” he asked, laughing.


“Lisa,” ASR said dryly.



“Your girlfriend?” NK asked. “How many do you have?” Without waiting for a reply, he said, “Nannav, you have great taste in girls. Suno, you should really invite them to meet us. What about my suggestion of inviting Lavanya Kashyap to meet di, mami, Khushiji, Payal bhabi and me?”


Anjali gasped.


Khushi slowly let go of the door and stepped back.


Anjali and mami took one look at Khushi’s pale and stunned face and quickly took over.


“Arnav bitwaa,” mami called urgently as Khushi walked away to join nani and her jiji.


He turned his head to see his di and mami. He quickly strode to them. “Yes?” he asked.


“The bill,” Anjali said, her voice shaking.


“I will see to it,” he said and marched to the counter to pay.


“Do you want water, maasi?” NK asked an appalled mami.


“No use, NK bitwaa,” mami said sadly. “Bhy drink water when water is flowing over my headwaa?” she asked.


NK looked at her head and above her head in confusion. “There is no water there, maasi,” he informed her.


“Sab chaupat hui gava,” mami lamented. “All go, went, gone. Sab satyanass.”


“What is lost?” NK asked.


“Hamre Arnav bitwaa’s life ijj gone,” mami said, wiping away a tear from her eye.


NK frowned. “Maasi, there is nothing wrong with Nannav’s life. He is healthy, happy. Who wouldn’t be with so many girl,” NK stopped himself in the nick of time. “With so many deals, so much money, big business, many cars, good family,” he tried to cover his slip of the tongue.


Mami shook her head, sighing heavily.





ASR paid, took the big bag of jewellery boxes and joined nani and Anjali. Khushi was sitting by Payal, her eyes on her crossed fingers.


“Shall we leave?” Anjali asked, exhausted, fed up.


“Yes,” nani replied.


ASR led all them out.


Khushi quietly joined nani and mami in their walk to the car park and got into NK’s car.





ASR stood still for a moment, dismayed, offended. Then he held the door open for Anjali and Payal and drove them home fuming, wondering why Khushi had picked NK’s company over his.





Hadn’t di bought her a set? Was she angry with him?


“Did you get everything we were looking for?” he asked cryptically, not wanting Payal to know that he had asked di to pick a rakshabandhan gift for her.


“More than I was looking for,” replied Anjali softly, feeling sad and hopeless about Khushi and Arnav.




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As soon as they reached home, Khushi told nani, “I have a slight headache. I need to lie down a bit, naniji. I will meet you at dinner.”


She looked sick, nani thought. She said, “Ja, bitiya. Lie down. Don’t come down. I will send your meal to your room with Hari Prakashji. You take rest.”


Khushi nodded, trying to smile. She quickly walked up to her room, not wanting to set her eyes on the character dheela rakshas.


ASR, Payal and Anjali entered the house to hear nani giving instructions to HP about taking Khushi’s dinner to her room.


“Kya hua, nani?” Anjali asked, sharing a look with mami.


“Khussi bitiya’s head is aching. She has gone to take a nap. I told her not to come down for dinner,” nani said before leaving for her room.


ASR stood lost for a moment. Headache? Did she need a pill?


“Headache?” Payal said in wonder. “But she is never ill. Buaji says that Khushi normally gives headache to others.”


NK smiled.


Anjali and mami were too upset to even crack a smile.


“I will see if she needs a pill,” Payal said, making to go up the steps.


“Payal bhabi,” Anjali stopped her. “Let her sleep. I will leave the medicine box outside her door.”


“Ji,” Payal agreed.



Part 14




Khushi shut the door behind her and collapsed on the bed, too overcome by what she had seen and heard to even bawl her eyes out. She knew just one thing—she wanted to be out of here at the earliest. She never wanted to set her eyes on him again. Never.


‘He Devi Maiyya, raksha karna,’ she prayed desperately. ‘I can’t take this anymore.’


Her phone rang.


“Amma?” Khushi tried hard not to cry as she heard her mother’s voice.


“Khussi, bitiya, I am sorry,” Garima said, feeling wretched.


“Kya hua, amma?” Khushi asked.


“Bitiya, I am calling from the hospital. Jiji is not well. She has fever and wheezing. The doctor wants to admit her here till the fever comes down and the wheezing is under control,” Garima said.


“Buaji,” Khushi gasped. Tears filled her eyes and ran down her cheeks.


“Don’t be scared. Jiji will be alright. It is not very serious. The doctor just wants to keep an eye on her. It is just that,” Garima hesitated.


“Kya he, amma?” Khushi asked, trying to control her sobs.


“Can you return on Saturday instead of Sunday? Woh kaa he, bitiya, I have to sit in the hospital with jiji and your babuji will have to run between the shop and the hospital. If you were here,” Garima paused.


“Amma, don’t worry. I will get there tomorrow,” Khushi promised, trying to control her weeping.


“You are losing one day of your holiday,” Garima said sadly.


“That’s no probem, amma. Don’t worry. I will get there tomorrow and take over the shop. Then babuji will be free,” Khushi promised.


Garima heaved a sigh of relief. Then she said, “Tell Payaliya that she doesn’t have to return with you. What will the Raizadas think if both of you leave them and run away? Tell Payaliya that I will call her daily and let her know how jiji is.”


“Yes, amma,” Khushi agreed, her hand on her heaving chest.


She cut the call, prayed for buaji and then buried her face in the pillow.


HP knocked on her door with dinner but she didn’t answer his call.


She kept her face buried in the pillow and howled, trying to block the pictures of the Laad Governor with two of his girlfriends from intruding into her head.


Who knew how many more girlfriends he had? Delhi was littered with his girlfriends and she shouldn’t waste a moment thinking of such a depraved brute, she tried to remind herself as she spent the rest of the night wailing and cursing herself for liking an immoral and shameless beast.




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Khushi came down early in the morning to see nani praying before Devi Maiyya’s idol. She waited till nani finished praying and then called softly, “Naniji.”


“Khussi bitiya, you are down early,” nani said, beaming. “How is your headache now? Did you sleep well?” she asked, her ears noting signs of a restless night on the young girl’s face.


“I am better, naniji, but I need to leave for Lucknow today,” Khushi told her.


“Leave today?” nani was aghast. “Why bitiya? Won’t tomorrow do?”


Khushi explained the situation at home. “And amma doesn’t want jiji to leave jiju and return to Lucknow. I will go there and take care of everything,” Khushi finished.


Nani hugged her and said, “May every family be blessed with a daughter like you, Khussi. I will make the arrangements for you to leave immediately after breakfast. Have you done your packing?”


“Yes, naniji,” Khushi replied.


Anjali, mami and Payal entered the room.


Nani opened her mouth to inform them of Khushi’s imminent departure, but ASR, NK and Akash came down, ready for rakshabandhan.


Khushi stood with nani, taking care not to look at Laad Governor.




Anjali did the aarti of ASR, Akash and NK and tied rakhis on their wrists. The boys gave her gifts of diamonds and hugged her.




Payal took her thali and moved towards the men. Akash moved away. She did her jetji’s aarti, tied a rakhi on his wrist and bent to touch his feet.


Arnav jumped but blessed her awkwardly.


The ladies, except Khushi hid their smiles. Khushi looked away, not wanting to see him.


He gave Payal a gift-wrapped jewellery box.


Then Payal tied a rakhi around NK’s wrist and got a gift from him.


Next it was Khushi’s turn.





As she took her thali and moved towards the men, ASR discovered a sudden and urgent need to use his phone and fishing it out of his pocket, walked out of the room.


Anjali, mami and nani heaved sighs of relief.


Khushi tied rakhis on her Akash jiju’s and NK’s wrists.


Akash gave her a silk saree and NK a gold bracelet.


Khushi looked in the direction in which the devil had vanished. She asked aloud, deliberately, “Shouldn’t I tie a rakhi to Arnavji?”


Many faces showed alarm.


“No, bitiya,” nani said.


“He is bijji,” mami jumped to stand between Khushi and the door through which ASR had vanished.


“No, Khushiji, it is not necessary,” Anjali gasped.


Payal smiled unsteadily at Khushi.


NK frowned and said, “Khushiji, if you want to, I will get him.”


“Rehne deejiye, NK bhai,” Anjali caught him by the arm and pulled him towards the breakfast table. “We are having halwa poori for breakfast,” she tempted him.


All sat down for breakfast. ASR alone was missing.


Mami whispered in Anjali’s ear, “Don’t call hamre Arnav bitwaa. She will tie a rakhi around his hand when he ijj not looking. Breakfast miss ho gaya to koi baat naahi. He can live without paratha for one day, but bhat will we do if she makes him her brotherwaa?”


Anjali nodded.


“I have some bad news for you,” nani said.


All looked at her.


Mami whispered in Anjali’s ear. “Ab kaa bad newjj he? Kal se sab kuch bad hi ho raha he, Anjali bitiya.”


Anjali nodded.


“Khussi bitiya is leaving today after breakfast,” nani said.


“Kaa?” mami asked. Her goggles fell from her head into her paratha.


“No!” NK cried.


“Khushi, kya hua?” Payal asked.


Nani explained.




Payal started weeping. “Khushi, I am coming with you,” she decided.


“No, jiji. Amma wants you to stay here,” Khushi dissuaded her.


“I will take you to Lucknow next week, Payal,” Akash promised, feeling terrible. “We can meet buaji, amma and babuji and return.”


The ladies nodded.


“Nani, Mohanji,” Anjali began.


“I have made all the arrangements. Naina will accompany Khussi bitiya to Lucknow,” nani said.


Khushi stood up. “May I leave now, naniji?” she asked.


Nani nodded reluctantly, hugging her and asking her to visit them again as soon as she could make it.


HP brought down her luggage.


Anjali, mami and Payal hugged Khushi. Akash bid her farewell. NK and the others followed her to the car and saw her in.


They waved as the car moved away.


“Khussi escaped. Now bhat will we do with hamre Arnav bitwaa?” mami asked, her big eyes filled with tears.


“I don’t know, mami. I don’t know,” Anjali admitted.


“Our Chotey,” nani murmured sorrowfully.


“Maybe he doesn’t deserve her,” Anjali said softly.


All looked at her in silence.




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ASR sat holed up in his room till lunch, staring at his laptop screen and designing dresses for Khushi, totally unaware that she was halfway to Lucknow.


Anjali knocked on his door.


“Yes?” he asked.


Anjali pushed open the door and said, “Chotey, lunch is served. Go down and have it.”


He frowned. “Where is HP? Why did you walk up the steps?” he asked.


“HP is busy. I was going to lie down in my room anyway,” Anjali said, turning away.


“Kya hua, di? Aren’t you feeling well?” he asked, getting up and walking to her.


“I am feeling tired, very tired,” she said in a low voice. “Pata nahi kyon, Chotey, this week I have been thinking of our parents a lot.”


He frowned.


“If mama were here, she would have taken better care of you, seen to your future better than I have,” Anjali said, her face drawn.


ASR shook his head in disagreement. “Don’t think such nonsense,” he told her. “Our parents are dead. We are orphans who managed to survive. That’s it.”


Anjali sighed.


“We can’t change the past,” ASR said. “Don’t wish for the impossible.”




“How can I stop myself?” Anjali asked, tears filling her eyes. “Chotey, every year when I tied a rakhi on your hand, you promised to look after me. What you don’t know is that, every rakshabandhan, I too made a promise to mama to look after you. Because I am all you have just as you are all I have. But now...” her voice trailed away.


“What is wrong?” ASR asked, his eyes narrowed.


Anjali dried her face. “Chodo,” she brushed aside his question.


ASR looked heavenward for patience. “What is wrong?” he asked again, his voice clipped.


“Nothing,” Anjali said. “Oh, I forgot to tell you,” she inserted casually, “Khushiji left.”


A ferocious frown appeared on Chotey’s face.


“Where did she go?” he asked. “Is NK with her?”


“She went alone,” Anjali replied.


ASR lost it. “Don’t you know that she is not familiar with the streets of Delhi? Why did you let her go alone?” he bellowed. He made to rush out of the room to look for her.




“She has returned to Lucknow,” Anjali said quietly.


ASR’s face as he turned to look at her took her breath away. He looked lost, shattered, bereaved.


Anjali sat down. She was determined to have a few answers.


“Why?” ASR asked. “Why did she have to go?” It was more like how could she leave me and go, Anjali thought.


“Buaji is hospitalised,” Anjali explained. “The family needs her help.”


ASR marched to his window and stood staring at the pool for long moments.


“How is Lavanya?” she asked softly.


“How should I know?” he asked absently. Couldn’t Khushi have stayed one more day?


Hope fluttered its wings in Anjali’s heart.


“She is your girlfriend, isn’t she?” Anjali asked.


“Not anymore,” he replied. “She is returning to London tomorrow.”


Anjali asked softly, “Then what were you doing with her at Purple Orchid?”


“She was drunk,” he said absently. “Wanted help. She called me. I carried her out and dropped her at her flat.”


Anjali took a deep breath and a chance. “And Lisa?”


“What about Lisa?” he asked, his mind still with Khushi and her sudden departure.


“She was hugging you yesterday,” Anjali said slowly.


He frowned. “She was shopping for her engagement ring with her boyfriend. Saw me, talked to me. That’s all,” he said shortly.


Anjali sagged.


After a long moment, she asked the biggest question of all, “What about Khushi?”




ASR turned to look at her, silent, his eyes wide. He had no answer to give her.


Anjali got up and walked to the door. At the door, she turned and said, “By the way, Khushiji saw Lisa hugging you yesterday as though she were your girlfriend.”


His jaw dropped, hitting the floor.


Anjali left the room.


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81 comments:

  1. Poor Khushi! Each time she thinks there is hope an old girl friend of Arnav's is clinging on to him. How much more can she take Smita? Paavam!

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    1. Poor ASR. Each time he takes a step closer to Khushi, an ex appears.

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    2. True!!! So how many more exs are we going to see?

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  2. Awesome update Smita. Will ASR give her some relief from her headache in the next update. TBZ is my favorite and Loved jewelry shopping with the Raizadas:-)

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    1. Mujhe dar he Khushi will give ASR a headache. LOL!

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  3. Awsom update.when the MUs will get solve and accept their feelings

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    1. Give him to time to dig himself deeper in the hole!

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  4. Oh my god!!!! What are you doing here? You are digging a deeper and deeper hole for the poor man... The more he is trying, the farther back he is getting pushed. I am laughing and mourning at the same time.

    Now my favorite part...

    He knew the ins and outs of lust while she knew nothing. Her ignorance was a blessing for him, he realised.

    There are none more blind than those who won't see... He has no clue who is the ignorant one here. LUST? I literally burst out laughing... Je can justify his fascination however he wants, give it whatever name he wants... But a rose by any other name....

    I am loving the trials and tribulations that you are creating for him. Thank you so much for regular updates... Definitely one of the highlights of my day.

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    1. Next update today. I love seeing ASR in a tight spot. Don't you?

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    2. ASR yes... But Arnav? Thoda dard hota hai!
      Just read the update... Din bahut achcha shuroo hua. Thank you! More.

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  5. Feel bad for Khushi, one step forward and two steps back.

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    1. Yes. The course of true love never did run smooth.

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  6. It's Rakshabandan already and Khushi is going to leave on Sunday. There's no way that all the MU's (and God knows there's a lot of them) will be sorted out. Hai re NK!!

    Loved the shopping expedition. Are all of ASR's gfs in Delhi? Couldn't they have moved to other places?

    He's besotted with her, wants to buy gifts for her, is staying home so that he can be with her, wants to make her smile And still thinks it's LUST. Part of me wants to be understanding while the other part is going " What an idiot!" I have a few other choice expletives - bonehead, blockhead, fool, dunce, dolt, fool, ignoramus, imbecile,moron, numskull, simpleton, twit.
    Loved the update - that goes without saying. But Devi Maiyya Raksha Karna!!

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    1. We need to distribute his ex-gfs across the globe asap. nahi to khushi is going to burst a blood vessel.

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  7. Please give us a rough estimate, a ball park figure, an approximate idea (you get the pic.) as to when your next update will be. I try to hang on till then.

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    1. Today, my dear. Loved the synonyms for idiot! ASR deserves every one of them. Where is his Haridwar-returned brain?

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    2. Looks like only ASR is in Delhi, brain still in Haridwar.

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  8. Awesome update Smitha!!! What is going on with the line of girls coming in and out of Arnav's life Khushi will develop permanent headache :-)

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  9. what else khushi will have if not headache

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  11. More complications.....
    Poor Khushi....dont worry u can torture him after marriage( coz at the end smitha chechi too follows Arnav Khushi hamesha")..
    I am seriously missing Shashi uncle's character frm previous OS.. that ASR didn't have any gf but he checked his background well b4 granting permission to give his titaliya...if that character matched here....ASR Ki Prem kahani tho haire Nanda kissore...
    Wat a perfect tyming.. Now Khushi confirmed him as a character dheela aadmi...
    But the biggest obstacle is when they fall in love these type of issues layer by layer should be filtered nd I seriously think we cant blame ASR for his past affairs...coz he didn't even know the existence of certain Afghan jalebi...both should accept each other wid all their imperfections..coz love is not abt two perfect souls but its about imperfect souls who learns and raise to perfect...
    Hello chechi new reader here....just started to read ur story...actually two month ago..amazing experience and kidu..super kalakkan updates...finished till finding khushi
    ..many many more to go....
    Thanxs for giving updates fastly.

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    1. Yes, ASR looks like bad husband material, bad boyfriend material, bad everything material! V. glad you are enjoying my collection & took the time to comment. Thank u. Kidu, kalakkan? Hello Hi Bye Bye! Hum to sharma gaye!

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  12. Poor Khushi every time she gives her self a little hope to her innocent heart ASR exes shows up poor girl and ASR terms what he feels for her in the name of lust .

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    1. Delhi is littered with them. Poor Khushi.

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  13. It was very romantic until Lisa arrived, uninvited 😊
    That phase before confessing to oneself and each other is soooo ajeeb !!!!
    Its so valuable 😊

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    1. Haan. Ab dekho hota kya he! Khushi is not Afghan Jalebi for nothing. bandook dikake kya pyaar karegi...? Got it, Meemou darl?

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  14. ASR never had to work to get or keep a girl. Ab karvaate hein thoda kaam ASR se to get & keep Khushi. Kya khayal he?

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    1. Superb idea, make him work very hard.

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    2. I agree. Only then he will realise the value of true love. BTW Khushi has already seen La and Lisa. Are there any Natasha's and Sheetal's hanging around? At this rate she's going to need a lifetime's supply of Advil, P 650 etc. Poor girl.

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    3. Natashas and Sheetals. Sorry typo.

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  15. Lovely updates Smitaji as usual ASR and his ways to prove himself a character dheela rakshash...One sorry would not do any good for him ab iss lusty(jo khud kehta hai iss attraction ko) jung ko love mein change karne ke liye apne business se bhi jyaada mehnat karni padegi. Waiting for the next update.

    Smitaji ek help chaahiye !!! Aapki history he jiska naam hum bhool gaye ..sorry !!! Arnav aur Khushi ki shaadilucknow me hi hoti he and shaadi ki raat ko hi woh log dilli jaate he and uss samay unke upar attack hota he...baad mein pata chalta he ki woh Shyam ne karvaya tha...please can you help???

    lots of love n hugs.

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    1. Its an uncomplicated wife. .again a beautiful and interesting creation of smitaji

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    2. An Uncomplicated Wife

      http://smitascrazy.blogspot.in/2015/06/219-os-11-uncomplicated-wife-parts-1.html

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    3. Thank you Jaya..and Smitaji I love you..kissu bhej rahe he..ummmmhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.

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    4. Its an uncomplicated wife. .again a beautiful and interesting creation of smitaji

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    5. Yes indeed it's very beautiful n interesting story of her. For me she is my Pari who brings joy in my life.

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  16. Are mamiji and Payal going to actively do something to make Khushi stay longer,'cos ASR needs all the help he can get including divine intervention. While mamiji is lamenting that her Arnav bitwaa's life is over, NK thinks his Nannav has the best possible life. Really, men are from Mars and ASR is the president of the planet.

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  17. wow awesome update ..... whats with ASR girl friends cant they come when khushi is not around ....... poor girl must be heart broken ............

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    1. She is, she is. ASR's gfs have bad timing.

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  18. Hahahah asr and his gfs...they keep on coming. .and above all our Harvard brained asr only thinks of lust..inhe to ache se Maja sikhana chahiye..taki inki Saat pushten ko lust and love ka difference yaad rahe.....hahahahha..I m thinking ki Rakhi se bachne ke liye who 'll run away...asr Yahoo khushi. ..maja to tab ayega jab asr bhagega....hahahahha...thanks for update smitaji...Gud luck

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  19. Hahahah asr and his gfs...they keep on coming. .and above all our Harvard brained asr only thinks of lust..inhe to ache se Maja sikhana chahiye..taki inki Saat pushten ko lust and love ka difference yaad rahe.....hahahahha..I m thinking ki Rakhi se bachne ke liye who 'll run away...asr Yahoo khushi. ..maja to tab ayega jab asr bhagega....hahahahha...thanks for update smitaji...Gud luck

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  20. I'm loving it!!! Bas
    Poor ASR, when he'll come to know about the reason behind khushi's headache, he'll definitely regret being so popular among the female species
    Waiting to see how you will bring them together because uptil the take half step forward and two steps backwards
    Thanks for the back to back updates

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  21. Talk about being cryptic!! Those puzzling smiles and complex responses from Mr ASR would drive anyone up the wall. I absolutely empathise with Anjali. I guess, with her Chhotey, she needs to start reading between the lines. He hasn't once said out Khushi's name. It is always 'Payal's sister'.... He is so totally ensnared ... Yes, there is still hope!!!

    Raizada women are just incurable cupids!! Subtlety isn't the name of their game. Could they be any more obvious ?!? Making Khushi model those pieces, so that their Chottey can gawk and gaze at the angel in soft pink. Placing the medicine box by her door, so that Chottey can administer the analgesic. :P So relentless!!

    The Gods (sans Cupid, Eros and Madana of course!) are being very cruel to Mr ASR. What with him being hammered with blasts from his past every time Khushi is around. ;-) But it's only justified, right? I mean until now, girls threw themselves at him and he savoured the fleeting, superficial, no strings attached liaisons. Now when 'The One' has come along, it cannot be a walk in the park now, can it?

    I guess, the Raizada brigade and Divinity need to achieve a middle ground. :)

    Poor, poor Khushi. First love is confusing enough, falling for such a difficult character...heaven help her.

    Waise, ASR sneaking a peek at Khushi in the rear view mirror is pretty heartening. However, I would be thrilled the day she takes the seat beside him, he straps her in and with her hand clasped in his they drive into the sunset. Their joined hands set firm on his thigh ..... haiyeee. Am back in Arshiland. Earth to Sups ..... Hello ... Sups, are you there ... ???

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    1. Yes, ASR is an enigma. And he gives headaches to all who are lucky enough to cross his path. Anjali kya cheejj he?

      Poor Khushi. She had to find this namoona to phall in lub with.

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  22. Again....:( why on earth he is calling that list such a character Sheela hi always prove him self :p kheir bechari khushi she have to suffer from headache as well as heartache...hope anjili arnav ko bata de k khushi me use Liza k sath dekha tha hope so...pls update asap loving your story as always :)

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  23. this time i feel bad for asr..lol

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  25. Smitaji please Arnav par thoda reham khayo.

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  26. that's really bad, I feel so sorry about both of them.
    Di, please make them together as soon as possible. I can't see them suffer!!!

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  27. See this is what I love about you... Just when you think things are bad enough... You can always make them worse.... Laughing... Actually, I think things are on the upswing now... Arnav knows what has been going through Khushi's mind... So action time! Is a trip to Lucknow in the offing?

    By the way I never thought i would be grateful for Arnav's phone! Nice save. Mami ji's comment was spot on... Ek din bhooka rahe ga to.... I have said this before... I love the Mami Ji in your stories.

    More pleeej!

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    1. Lol!! Reading your comments always brings a smile to my face.

      Desperate times call for desperate measures. I too feel the Raizada itinerary will have an official trip to Lucknow. Not just Lucknow, maybe directly to the hospital where Buaji has been admitted. ;-)

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    2. Hey Priya, thx. But seriously, the guy keeps sinking, aur bechara apni taraf se apologize kar chuka hai. Has no clue

      Woh baat jiska fasaane main kahin zikr na tha
      Woh baat unko bahut nagawaar guzri hai

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  28. too many ex-ex to spoil ASR's non existent life... loved the update..

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  29. Wow amazing update now arnav will clear all the mess and also clear his lust one statement too...thanks for updating fast.. I hope we will get next update soon...

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  30. ASR has to follow Khushi now :) Hopefully no more exes :)

    Hydsri

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  31. Interesting update,
    Hmmm so LA is out and so Lisa ...
    What will happen next?
    Will Arnav go to visit Bimar Buaji or will talk with the Dr.?
    Ya phir mad bull ki tarah ghoomega ?

    Aaj aur ek update dedo please!!!!

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  32. Just enjoyed it! Awesome update! Thank you very much Smitaji for regular and amazing updates!
    It's really the right time for Khushi to return till some more ASR's ex-gfds not arrived to run after him everywere...Enough for her. When ASR finally understans his feelings, ( or smb will help him ;))), he will have a lot of work! So, good luck, Mr.Raizada=)

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  34. Hi smita just love reading your stories.Thanks for giving daily updates. Your stories make my day.

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  36. Hahahahha.....asr ko sahi shock laga....asr ki akkad to theek honi chahiye...ab to khushi bhi bhaav nahi De rahi....hahahahha...nice...Kya asr Lucknow jayenge...ya bas apne heart ko he 'll keep tellibg ki its only lust and gud that khushi has gone back...hahahah
    ..yeh asr bhi na

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  37. I think he's hit rock bottom and there's no other place to go but up. I agree with Priya-looks like an official trip is on.
    We can only hope there are no more ex gfs wandering around in Lucknow.
    Good save by mamiji.
    Can't wait for the next instalment.

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  38. It is extremely difficult for me to wait for a new update! Smita, this story is getting more and more interesting by the day! I always wanted to see Arnav's shattered state when Khushi left but I didn't know it would come one day sooner. Loved Anjali's question about Khushi to Arnav. That ought to make him think. I want him to go crazy worrying for Khushi now that she is not in front of him. How will he survive without breathing the same air as her? Absence sure is going to make the hearts grow fonder. Can't wait for Arnav to run to Lucknow.
    I am also waiting for a full-on heart-felt conversation between Arnav and Khushi where Arnav would realize about Khushi's past and her parents' death...that sure would bring Arnav's protective side out in the open. This is going to be a tough journey for Arnav! Just can't wait!!! Please please please update soon!!!! With lots of love!!!

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  39. Knowing ASR he will issue an edict that Lucknow should be AR HQ going forwards unril further notice and it will fall to the hapless Aman to see that this is carried out.
    "ASR sat designing dresses for Khushi unaware that she was half way to Lucknow" -very poignant

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  40. How's Arnav going to solve a problem called khushi? Loved it.....

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  41. Wow.. These updates back to back are just too good!

    Smita.. Your writing skills amaze me!

    So waiting for what's in store for them... Simply fantastic story:)))

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  42. I hope ASR goes chasing after Khushi soon.

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  43. wow brilliant updates loved them both thank you..............ameena671

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  44. Feeling bad for both. The minute they get closer, something bad happens and they get distanced. Please help us out of the misery Smita....can't see them hurt...they are in love and are not realizing it. Hope something good happens soon and they get reunited.You are writing great Smita.
    Thanks for making it enjoyable and curios.

    16 November 2015 at 02:41

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  45. will asr goes after her?..please make sure he sort out his feelings

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  46. will asr goes after her?..please make sure he sort out his feelings

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  47. Omg she left, how will love story start if she leaves like this. I am sure ASR has a solution :-)

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  48. ASR escaped from the scene when khushi's turn to tie rakshabandan........Anjali has posed right questions..........it is time to introspect.........

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